Word Play
By SubVerse Writers
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1. Mix up the collection of words
2. Take out a small selection of about twenty words
3. Arrange the words in poetic order
4. Write your recycled verse in a special book
5. Continue until you run out of words
The Bottom
Line
I am your slave
Emotional
docile servile feminine
A naughty delicate rosebud
Let small voices burst
Aching hurt oozing cry
Available
bottom enter bare
Kinky blue jewels controllable
Tamed service French pleasure
Wet
responsive make display
Jade garden yielding flood
Trusting
sensitive gentle humbled
Abandoned
captivated
Peach flower
Soft pink modesty hypnotised
Floating in peaceful murmurs
Open out get up
Into quiet vulnerable submission
With warm loyal respect
View from the Top
You are my master
Sensuous
passionate mature playful
Manhood
cruel and kind
Sacred
swollen skilful tool
Swallow
the flesh deep
Honey
girl enchanted night
Romantic
top thoughtful friend
Moon
trip Greek monster
Secret
weapon exquisite piercing
Severe
rule voluptuous boy
Strict
discipline
invading force
Please
come wild end
Cherish
me for joy
Powerful
experience Potent pain
Be
responsible
understand Caring
Intelligent
masculine strong dominant
Give
grateful generous love
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I know
it’s a bit late for the 2001 general election but looking at the situation in a
positive light (as we always endeavour to do, here at
the Yes Party Headquarters) we have about another four years to develop a
winning political campaign strategy. The current Yes Party candidate is elle finn,
a submissive woman, librarian, mother and poetess who is open to many extremist
and middle of the road ideas. If elected elle finn, as a Yes Party MP, hopes to further the interests of
submissive people, their dominant counterparts and other consenting sado-masochists, as well as providing public support for
other socially excluded groups within mainstream society (librarians, mothers,
poets, etc).
Here at the yes party
We say yes to people
Yes to society
Yes to the world
To the universe
To our souls and to our humanity
We believe in saying yes
To the highest of the high
And the lowest of the low
We say yes to positivity
And negativity too
To our biggest hopes and our worst fears
Our policy
Is to say yes to everything
And everyone
Vote for us
And we’ll find a way
Of saying yes to you!
I know
there have been public concerns about the amount of sleaze in British politics
today. For anyone interested in discovering more about issues related to sleaze
I recommend a visit to the SubVerse Poetry Tea Room at www.elle.finn.btinternet.co.uk/SubVerse.htm for
a more in depth exploration of the poetry of surrender.
Act positively!
Say “Yes” to the Yes Party!
Vote for Yes today!
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All selected tea can be taken with milk and sugar. Selected
poetry can be taken in part or as a whole.
English Breakfast and Philip
Larkin
Ingredients: The Whitsun Weddings by Philip Larkin,
Traditional
English Breakfast Tea. What better accompaniment for
the poems of an English academic librarian writing about such quaint old
traditional customs as “The Whitsun Weddings”? Actually this is Philip Larkin
we’re talking about, not sweet old John Betjemen.
Philip Larkin inhabits an altogether more brutal and jaded world of the late
twentieth century. Some of Philip Larkin’s most memorable poetry highlights the
futility and shabbiness of everyday life. The graffiti defacement of the laughing
girl on the poster advertising “Sunny Prestatyn”, the
poor anonymous soul carried through streets of strangers with but a passing
selfish thought for their demise in “Ambulances” and the reading versus
drinking debate being brought to an abrupt cynical conclusion in “A Study of
Reading habits”. “Get stewed: books are a load of crap”. Very rich coming from
a librarian! However one of my favourite poems is the
sweet and simple “Days.” “Days are where we live … they are to be happy in,
where can we live but days?”
Lady Grey and Sylvia Plath
Ingredients: Ariel by Sylvia Plath,
Lady
Grey is the more fragrant wife of that king of teas, Earl Grey. She seemed a
natural choice for Sylvia Plath. Maybe I was thinking
of her role as the bittersweet wife of Ted Hughes or maybe I was connecting Plath with the doomed nine-day queen Lady Jane Grey.
“Ariel” has long been my favourite collection of
poems. I was first attracted and seduced by Sylvia’s dark side as fulsomely
displayed in such long, thin poems as the fiery “Lady Lazurus”,
the wicked “Daddy”, the menacing “Death and co.” and the ominous “Edge”.
Sylvia’s light side seemed to be a very well-guarded secret, so it was a
surprise and a surprising delight to discover it. Her light side is best
reflected in her wonderfully warm and complex mother and child poems. My favourite is “You’re”, which brings back all the mixed
emotions I felt as a new mother. However it’s still Sylvia’s dark side that
echoes most resonantly in my dreams. “Every woman adores a fascist, the boot in
the face, the brute, brute heart of a brute like you”.
Lapsang Suchong and T. S. Eliot
Ingredients: The
I
chose Lapsang Suchong for
T.S Eliot because it reminded me of “Ash Wednesday”. It reminds me of “the
burnt-out ends of smoky days” from the “Preludes”, “Rhapsody on a Windy Night”
and “the Wasteland”. I nearly bought “the Wasteland” but plumped for “Four
Quartets” instead, most notably because it contains “Little Gidding”,
which includes one of my favourite quotes. “We shall
not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring, will be to arrive
where we started, and know the place for the first time”. “The Four Quartets”
are “Burnt Norton”, “East Coker”, “The Cry Salvages” and “Little Gidding”. The quartets are work you could drown in. They
are very deep and I think require a full pot of Lapaang
Suchong rather than the half-cups I have been
devoting to them. Maybe “the Wasteland” is a bit easier.
Ingredients: The Love Poems of Rumi,
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30th June is “National Surrender Day”, which,
incidentally, coincides with SubVerse’s unofficial
birthday. It is hoped that this day will provide the nation with a space for
peace, passivity, receptivity and reflection. On this day, why not take the
opportunity to accept something you don’t normally accept, forgive something
you don’t usually forgive or surrender to something you often try to control.
If your day of surrendering moves you to submissive verse, please feel free to
donate your poetry of surrender to elle.finn@btinternet.com .
Unofficial Poem
for National Surrender Day:
Reasons to surrender: Parts 1, 2, and 3
(Written in remembrance of Ian Dury
by elle finn)
Reasons to surrender: part one
Parents, children, husbands, wives
A thousand deaths, a million lives
A universe, out of control
Sex and drugs and rock'n'roll
Reasons to surrender: part two
A people of peace in a world at war
Neighbours from hell and mothers-in-law
"Get your kicks, dial 666"
Lunatics hitting their rhythm sticks
Reasons to surrender: part three
Consumer culture, gifts from God
The everyday and the slightly odd
All we see, hear, smell, touch, taste
No Surrender? What a waste!
Reasons to surrender: one, two, three...
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